Why I want to meet maria
I met her on LiveJournal. She seems smart, and cool, and stuff.
he gave me an old dirty bastard cd! and he has lots of cats.
he also has great fucking taste. <3
maria and i met on the internet. via livejournal, no less. she visited me one day and there are still pictures to prove it. of course, these pictures show maria as beautiful and excited, and me as trollish and awkward. go figure. we havent hung out since but i still make a habit of viciously e-stalking her and being both overwhelmed and enthralled by her being.
She can picks up languages the way most people pick up catch-phrases, she gives amazing advice (my go-to source for perfume/linguistics/skincare… diverse, right?), and there’s a picture of her kissing a parrot that is the sweetest thing that has ever existed.
He’s a really cool guy, very laid back. I used to hang out with his granddaughter when I was younger and I miss her a lot!
She has the best smile on earth, she collects facts and info like it’s nothing at all, she has great taste, she’s left-handed, and her hair is always cute.